"I couldn't tell at all. This knight's acting is so good," Flora remarked. "It even feels more convincing than Wennai's—like his true feelings are pouring out."
Watching the two onstage, He Xi thought, How could he possibly act it badly?
He leaned close to Flora's ear. "Well, to be honest, Gareth—the knight—really does intend to give this final scene his all."
He told her about the private conversation between Gareth and Sienna beneath the stage.
"Huh? There's actually such a fascinating backstory?"
When she looked back at the stage, flames had already ignited in Flora's eyes. "No wonder!"
At the same time, as the plot advanced, the dancing girl played by Rolinde was dragged by the knight toward the side curtain to be judged.
The moment she stepped offstage, Rolinde passed not far from the shadows where He Xi and Flora stood, looking utterly lost.
"Strange..." Flora frowned slightly as she watched her leave.
"What is it?"
"That's not the direction of the waiting area. Even if she has no more scenes, she should at least go to the dressing room first."
Hearing that, He Xi seemed to suddenly realize something and looked up toward the luxurious private box on the third floor.
Beneath the chandelier, only a few empty chairs remained.
The fat figure that had been there earlier had also vanished at some point.
"Are you staying here to keep enjoying this saintess's performance, or are you coming with me to see another show?"
He Xi turned to Flora, who had clearly noticed something was off as well.
"Do you even need to ask?" Excitement gleamed in Flora's blue eyes. "After all, what fake drama onstage could compare to the real drama of reality?"
The heavy velvet curtain backstage swayed slightly, drawing no notice from the workers busily